Ampris
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Aha. I feel weird. Today has been insane. I mean, really, more bizarre than any Saturday has the right to be. Right, so first, everything is normal. Got up early, cleaned so we'd be ready to puppysit, got the critter and started sitting. Everything's going great.
Then they told us that Dad might be deployed. He's in the Army Reserves,mind, and his unit was broken up and all the soldiers put in other places- and of course, his new unit is being deployed to who-knows-where on April fifteenth. We'll know on March tenth whether he'll have to go as well.
Yeah, it hit me like a brick. But I've already been through denial, anger, depression, anger, and am working on acceptance now, at first because they told us that we were going to Texas for two weeks right after the first news. We've been planning on taking a trip there sometime this year to see Dad's relatives, our Abuelo and fourteen or so aunts and uncles, plus their children, but since being stationed out of the country for eighteen months can put a damper on vacation planning, they decided to go ahead and take the very first BIG spur of the moment trip I can ever remember taking. And this news excited me, since I loved out last trip over there and was really looking forward to another.
I just wished that, y'know, it didn't come at such a price.
Anyway, we have to rush to his work to apply for leave -which he got, though Mom assured us we would go even if they said no- and ran around doing various pre-trip errands. But we had stuff to do in our old neighborhood and city, so there was this weird nostalgic feeling on top of the freaking out and trying not to cry. Very strange.
But the worst part of the trip was definitely having to tell the library that I won't be able to come into work on March 1st as planned, which would have been MUCH better for them. I feel seriously terrible for this, but they were okay with letting me go away for the first week and letting me start two weeks after originally planned. We decided that I should at least go in and volunteer without pay until they can get all the paperwork together.
So we got finished, ran home, started cleaning and packing like crazy, stopped for a chat with our neighbor, then kept packing. Then things got even stranger. My mom, my brother and I were all upstairs folding clothes when she called everyone into the room and said she had an announcement. She said for everybody to grab their mugs and pins.
Yep. We're going to DISNEY WORLD. And they only decided this, like, HOURS before telling us, which is simply beyond strange. Mom doesn't do un-planned trips. Full stop. It's just NOT DONE. I mean, of course we're frickin' excited that we're going to Disney World! It's too awesome! It'll be a sort of make-up trip after what happened in September, but really- we had *hours* to do what usually takes *days*, and that with weeks (or months) of serious planning. It's a darned good thing we all perked up, 'cause we had to go FAST to get everything ready.
We grabbed clothes, we stuffed bags, we organized and prepared things. Crates were fixed, fajitas were eaten, stuff was located, the mail was canceled, cars were fixed, and people were exhausted. Besides this, I spent the evening making sandwiches and snacks and rinsing out a pot of hard-boiled eggs with the hose. I'm totally overwhelmed. Thiis is just too much for one day to bring, and now the table I'm typing on is starting to roll and sway. I'm either going to keel over or crawl into the shower and then, with luck, sleep for the next four hours before we wake up and hit the road. I'm excited, terrified, depressed, bone-tired, forgetful, guilty, and feel slightly crazy. I still don't want to cope with what this trip really means- our last Disney trip as a family for what may be a long, long time. Dad is doing dishes in the kitchen and I really would like to believe that everything is still normal, and that maybe he won't get the order shipping him out... but I don't think so.
I'll just enjoy Disney World and spending time with family for now. Hope for the best, and all that. Wish us luck.
Then they told us that Dad might be deployed. He's in the Army Reserves,mind, and his unit was broken up and all the soldiers put in other places- and of course, his new unit is being deployed to who-knows-where on April fifteenth. We'll know on March tenth whether he'll have to go as well.
Yeah, it hit me like a brick. But I've already been through denial, anger, depression, anger, and am working on acceptance now, at first because they told us that we were going to Texas for two weeks right after the first news. We've been planning on taking a trip there sometime this year to see Dad's relatives, our Abuelo and fourteen or so aunts and uncles, plus their children, but since being stationed out of the country for eighteen months can put a damper on vacation planning, they decided to go ahead and take the very first BIG spur of the moment trip I can ever remember taking. And this news excited me, since I loved out last trip over there and was really looking forward to another.
I just wished that, y'know, it didn't come at such a price.
Anyway, we have to rush to his work to apply for leave -which he got, though Mom assured us we would go even if they said no- and ran around doing various pre-trip errands. But we had stuff to do in our old neighborhood and city, so there was this weird nostalgic feeling on top of the freaking out and trying not to cry. Very strange.
But the worst part of the trip was definitely having to tell the library that I won't be able to come into work on March 1st as planned, which would have been MUCH better for them. I feel seriously terrible for this, but they were okay with letting me go away for the first week and letting me start two weeks after originally planned. We decided that I should at least go in and volunteer without pay until they can get all the paperwork together.
So we got finished, ran home, started cleaning and packing like crazy, stopped for a chat with our neighbor, then kept packing. Then things got even stranger. My mom, my brother and I were all upstairs folding clothes when she called everyone into the room and said she had an announcement. She said for everybody to grab their mugs and pins.
Yep. We're going to DISNEY WORLD. And they only decided this, like, HOURS before telling us, which is simply beyond strange. Mom doesn't do un-planned trips. Full stop. It's just NOT DONE. I mean, of course we're frickin' excited that we're going to Disney World! It's too awesome! It'll be a sort of make-up trip after what happened in September, but really- we had *hours* to do what usually takes *days*, and that with weeks (or months) of serious planning. It's a darned good thing we all perked up, 'cause we had to go FAST to get everything ready.
We grabbed clothes, we stuffed bags, we organized and prepared things. Crates were fixed, fajitas were eaten, stuff was located, the mail was canceled, cars were fixed, and people were exhausted. Besides this, I spent the evening making sandwiches and snacks and rinsing out a pot of hard-boiled eggs with the hose. I'm totally overwhelmed. Thiis is just too much for one day to bring, and now the table I'm typing on is starting to roll and sway. I'm either going to keel over or crawl into the shower and then, with luck, sleep for the next four hours before we wake up and hit the road. I'm excited, terrified, depressed, bone-tired, forgetful, guilty, and feel slightly crazy. I still don't want to cope with what this trip really means- our last Disney trip as a family for what may be a long, long time. Dad is doing dishes in the kitchen and I really would like to believe that everything is still normal, and that maybe he won't get the order shipping him out... but I don't think so.
I'll just enjoy Disney World and spending time with family for now. Hope for the best, and all that. Wish us luck.
I know it feels awful when you think a family member is being deployed. Just try to get it off of your mind, and enjoy this trip with your family now. 
